Follow my cookery efforts to produce twenty-one meals a week for my family and various visiting friends. I draw inspiration from historical and modern cookery writers and add dollops of poetry and prose to seek a higher purpose from the sheer monotony of it all.

Sunday, 13 February 2011

Lemony Curdy Pudding

“The proof of the pudding is in the eating” W. Camden, (Remaines Concerning Britaine, 1614)

As a Sunday treat, I made a lemony curd pudding.My Mum used to a make a version of this, far superior to my own. It was one of those dishes that didn’t come out to my satisfaction, but paradoxically, was very popular with the family.So popular, that a silence fell across the room while they ate it.When I commented on this, G4 (girl, 4 years) responded “that’s because we love it so much Mummy”.My husband even liked it and he doesn’t have a natural affinity with desserts. For that reason, I make no apologies but note the reasons for my dissatisfaction: it was made without due care and attention either side of my husband’s monkfish dish and between bathing the kids.I didn’t have time to monitor it in the oven and left if for 45 minutes on a low heat as my oven has a tendency to cook very quickly.

However, it was great fun to make as it involves whisking egg whites into white peak; one of my favourite kitchen tasks.The kids love watching them turn like it’s some magic trick.They also helped beating egg yolks (2), with 2oz of SR Flour, caster sugar, and butter adding lemon peel zest and lemon juice. The whisked egg whites are then folded into the cakey mixture.After piling into a buttered oven proof dish, it is put into a roasting tray filled half with water.The result is that the bottom half of the dish stays a curdy, custard consistency, while the top half rises a little and bakes like a cake.As I was doing it quickly with the kids I didn’t put much lemon peel or lemon juice in.Husband thought this fragrant and subtle.I was also disappointed as the curd lower half looked a little like scrambled egg, which I don’t think it’s supposed to.This didn’t put anyone off.B2 (boy, 2 years) started crying briefly with frustration when I told him he had to wait for his portion to cool down before he could eat it.

This was done from memory from a Jamie Oliver recipe. I'll reference it later ....